Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
...a sun bounces off my shell the rained on attempt to hide the damage the hurter from inside my back is full of resin and knots from a black apple tree all the rivers show a new face with old teeth and lips that **** the failed light all this makes me like a deep sea diver grubbing in the silt of sudden waves that soak the drinking loam of a weakened birth as a sun bounces..
0
Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 11:59 AM UTC
the wrong summer
...a sun bounces off my shell the rained on attempt to hide the damage the hurter from inside my back is full of resin and knots from a black apple tree all the rivers show a new face with old teeth and lips that **** the failed light all this makes me like a deep sea diver grubbing in the silt of sudden waves that soak the drinking loam of a weakened birth as a sun bounces..
Written by
Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 11:59 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem